quiet desperation.
sometimes i don't think it is worth fighting for. no, that is not true. sometimes i don't think fighting is enough.
i can't sleep. i'm exhausted, but not tired. school is shit and i don't care. it feels like a waste of time because i don't give a damn about it. it is just something i think i am supposed to do. tomorrow is work day number 10 in a row. i have $10 in quarters and $5 in dimes sitting on my dresser. i don't know how to make myself happy without buying myself things. i'll probably feel better in the morning, but tonight i will soak in melancholy.
i can't sleep. i'm exhausted, but not tired. school is shit and i don't care. it feels like a waste of time because i don't give a damn about it. it is just something i think i am supposed to do. tomorrow is work day number 10 in a row. i have $10 in quarters and $5 in dimes sitting on my dresser. i don't know how to make myself happy without buying myself things. i'll probably feel better in the morning, but tonight i will soak in melancholy.